Academy’s Weapon Replicator chapter 5

Chapter 2 Branches in the Coffin, Mystyltaine (1)

A night filled with darkness.

A woman took a quiet step.

Her long, straight blonde hair shone all around her in the moonlight.

Slightly sunken eyes, calm gait.

The eyes that gently pushed the scenery away, as if full of excellence, had an alluring charm that a man could look back on.

So the woman continued her gentle steps,

“… … huh.”

opened my eyes No, my eyes were originally open and I woke up.

A few strands of hair were attached to her lips.

“… … Ah, it has arrived.”

Elin looked in front of her house.

Check your outfit.

“It doesn’t look like I bumped into it, it’s fine.”

Last time I walked home with the leaves on my head.

Huam, I was still yawning like I was sleepy. There was never a time when I wasn’t sleepy.

opened the front door.

“Uh, is your sister here?”

My sister greeted her while sitting on the sofa. No, I’m not taking my eyes off Weezer View, is it right to greet me?

“Aster.”

Elin cast a questionable gaze on her younger brother, Aster Evans.

“why?”

“Are you acquainted with the first-year Roach?

“Who is that?”

“I mean Frontier. Human Sloth Frontier.”

Aster listened to Elin and tilted her head a little more.

“… … Who is that?”

Elin sighed.

My younger brother is too indifferent to the outside situation. Maybe you don’t know the person called Frontier.

“I heard you and Frontier were together. in the training room.”

“… … Oh, is it that person?”

Aster said as if he had remembered something.

“But we weren’t together. I just said hello as I passed by. It was like waiting for someone.”

“Hmm.”

Elin snorted briefly and passed Aster.

Astor looked at her steps towards the refrigerator as if it were ridiculous.

“No, is that the end?”

“I was worried that you might get stained with something weird again.”

Elin took out a water bottle and poured water into the cup.

Aster’s snoring is heard behind his back.

“It’s funny. All day long, I just slept and slept-”

Suddenly, Elin’s hand swung.

The cup that came out of her fingertips, and the water it contained. The whole thing flies towards Aster in a clean horizontal line as if it was pushed on the table.

Aster caught it with his hands and leaned back following the inertia. The direction of the force was slightly reversed and the body rotated once.

Suddenly, the water in the glass shook.

Elin looked at it with sullen eyes and said.

“I spilled.”

“It’s because you throw it that way!”

“Like that? Are you going to be thrown like that?”

Damn it, Aster swallowed his anger inside and drank the water.

A subject that is less than a fist away if you use your new powers.

Aster shifted his gaze to Weezer View to forget his frivolous thoughts.

“uh?”

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News was streaming on Wizardview.

That content stopped Aster’s movements.

[Next news. It is news that the party that attacked the dungeon near Solgitov discovered a divine thing. Sinmul is a branch that is close to 2m tall, and its shape is similar to Mystyltaine, making it a topic of discussion-]

“Mystyltain?”

Elin also reacted to Aster’s murmuring. She put down the glass of water she was drinking and walked over to Aster’s side.

On the screen, a member of the party was holding some transparent coffin. A long branch was enshrined inside the coffin.

I was just interviewing.

[Why did you put it in the coffin?]

[This is not something we put in. This is what it looked like when I found it in the dungeon.]

[Did you not think of breaking the coffin?]

[Maybe. If you are a god, including this coffin, you may be able to buy the wrath of the gods.]

[I guess so. There is speculation that it is not Mystiltein, but what do you think?]

[We don’t know. If that’s the case, I’d be happy!]

The leader of the party who smiles cheerfully.

Hearing that voice, Aster quietly looked at the branches in the coffin.

Elin asked, examining Aster’s expression.

“… … What do you think?”

“I don’t know. I have never seen the real thing.”

“Would he respond?”

Aster shook his head.

The ‘he’ Elin referred to means Baldur. Since it was the weapon that killed him, he was hoping that he would tell Aster something.

For reference, most of the gods suffered ‘death’. Like the gods in long history and mythology.

But that doesn’t mean they’re completely extinct. It is out of the human world.

They now exist in the ‘World of Salvation’, which is a higher concept than the Greek ‘Nether’ or the Nordic ‘Helheim’ appearing in each myth.

Therefore, Baldur will also be there, and if he makes up his mind, it may be possible to give Aster something to say or to give a hint.

Unfortunately, Aster did not receive any hints from Baldur.

But his eyes were still nailed to the branches.

“Do you still want to check it out?”

“yes. If that’s really Mystyltaine, I should have it.”

The branch that killed Baldur.

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Aster, who is loved by Baldur, becomes a weakness as it is.

Conversely, if you only have that, your biggest weakness will disappear.

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No, not only that, but rather, if I could handle that.

If there is anyone who can use that divine object, if there is someone who can get permission from God to use it. Isn’t it only me

[Then what do you plan to do with the gods? It cannot be used as it is.]

[I think it’s a presumptuous weapon for us to have. I’m considering selling it if I can get the right price.]

“… … Aster.”

“know.”

That weapon will probably cost a fortune. It doesn’t matter if it’s real or fake. Even if they say it’s fake, it’s real until the real thing appears.

Perhaps a family not involved in combat would never use that weapon.

It never proves its authenticity, it is just enshrined in the family.

That alone will raise your reputation. The price will go up just for that purpose.

A commoner, Aster Evans, had a price that could not be dreamed of.

* * *

“Did you hear me? Mystyltaine.”

“Oh, you said the auction was cancelled?”

a few days later.

In Constell, the story of Mystyltaine was in full swing.

Students and professors alike turned their attention to it.

The party that discovered Mystyltain put it up for auction. But it was soon canceled.

This was planned. What the prestigious artists suggested could not simply be converted into money.

In the end, the heads of prestigious families were going to get together and make an agreement. A clumsy nobleman would not even be able to attend this event.

Today is the day of that noble meeting.

Rarely today, in the classroom, the attention was focused on Frontier.

Regardless of his character, Frontier is the son of a noble family.

His father, Ampere de Roach, is said to have a deep love for his son.

Here son is not Frontier, but his older brother, Atzier.

Besides, Frontier’s remarks a while ago.

His incomprehensible bravado that ‘Mystyltain didn’t come like that’ spread rumors throughout the school year. The moment will come when that bluff will be exposed soon.

A number of such reasons overlapped,

At today’s Constell, interest in Frontier skyrocketed.

Of course, the frontier who is the party is just a quiet and drowsy face today.

“Frondie.”

After school, Elodie came to Frontier’s classroom.

Constell has six classes for each grade level.

Even though Elodie and Frontier are in the same grade, they are in different classes.

Frontier is in class 5 and Elodie is in class 2, the same as Aster.

In the game Etius, Aster is the main character to the end, so many named are gathered in Class 2.

As Elodie approached Frontier, the eyes of the students focused on them.

But in a way, Elodie’s actions were natural.

She is also the daughter of a noble family. She is the daughter of the Rishae family, a rival of the Roach family. Of course, I will attend today’s meeting.

“You, don’t say anything strange even in the meeting place.”

Elodie said as a warning.

“Sounds strange?”

“Somehow, Mystyltain didn’t come out like that.”

“Don’t say that. don’t worry.”

“What are you worried about? I’m afraid that the shame will become my share. Well, I’m glad you’re not talking nonsense.”

Elodie sighed in relief.

Frontier laughed.

For a moment, a light flashed across his languid face.

“Even if you don’t, that’s mine.”

“… … yes?”

What did you just say?

it’s mine?

“Oh, it’s from the Roach family?”

“I can say that.”

“Then say that. Don’t be weird.”

* * *

Frontier and Elodie headed to the school gate together.

Many students were watching them.

It’s like looking at the bride and groom coming out of the wedding hall.

Of course, the two are quite the opposite.

“Elodie.”

Then someone came It was Aster.

The two promising prospects in the same class are naturally friendly.

Even in terms of play, Aster starts talking to Elodie around this time.

“Bye.”

“yes. I have nothing to do.”

Elodie laughed and joked.

Aster also smiled face to face, but there was a slight stiffness in that smile.

“Elodie, can I ask you a favor?”

“yes?”

“I know it’s overkill, but if you can, bring mystyltaine. You can be at peace.”

Elodie smiled bitterly at Aster’s words. It is not that she is also unaware of Aster’s situation. But it’s not as easy as it sounds.

From the point of view of the Rishae family, Mystyltaine is not something to be coveted.

If I could have it, I would have it, but it’s not something that would bleed property.

Probably the most likely is the Roach family.

Ampere, the owner, was told that there was nothing he couldn’t do for Atzier.

There is good reason for Frontier to say that Mystyltain is his.

“… … Well, I’ll try.”

Elodie said.

Depending on the progress of the meeting, he might be able to speak up at least once. I don’t know how meaningful that would be.

“Don’t worry, Aster Evans.”

Then, suddenly, Frontier spoke.

Aster looked at Frontier.

The two of them are close to meeting each other, except for the fact that they met in the training room.

To Aster like that, Frontier spoke calmly.

“I’ll take your worries away.”

With those words, Frontier walked.

Elodie followed shortly after.

“What does that mean? It’s going to take your worries away.”

“Literally.”

Literally what is it?

Elodie’s expression turned into a pitiful expression.

In fact, Frontier now had a more important and tense problem than the meeting itself.

The person waiting for him in front of the school gate is the problem.

“Frondie.”

A cold voice called Frontier in front of the stationary carriage.

Frontier’s first impression of him was like a forged sword.

Sharp but strong eyes. All the closed lips are like that symbol.

Based on the standard of beauty alone, she has a beautiful appearance that can be counted among the fingers on the continent, but there are few people who can get close to that figure that looks like it will be cut if you touch it.

“… … older brother.”

This man is Frontier’s older brother, Atzier de Roach.

Inherited all the talents of Ampere, the lord of the iron wall, and a moral character in Etius’ formula that grows on top of it.

“There is a lot of delay. get on the wagon Father is waiting for you.”

Atzier moved without even having time to let Frontier say whether or not he was there.

It was a natural gesture that he should have done.

Elodie, who came with him, got on a carriage accompanied by the Lishae family.

“… … Yes.”

Frontier got into the wagon.

This man I saw for the first time today is his older brother,

Frontier’s identity is the most likely to be uncovered.